Jiang Lan stood there in a daze. When she came to her senses, Lu Jingchi was almost at the elevator entrance.

Without thinking, she chased after him and followed him into the elevator.

The man frowned and said, "Get out!"

Jiang Lan's breathing was a little rapid and her cheeks were flushed. She gestured: Liu Ping and his family have also moved away. I can't find her. If you know, please tell me.

Lu Jingchi suddenly took a step forward, a terrible chill lingering on his body.

Jiang Lan subconsciously took a step back and stayed close to the elevator, but still mustered up the courage to look directly at him.

He stretched out his hand and held her chin, his voice without any warmth, "I know, so I have to tell you?"

Jiang Lan was stunned.

She twitched the corners of her mouth, and she suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

So he knew, but he just didn't plan to tell her.

Jiang Lan was silent for a long time, then raised his hand and gestured: Then how can you tell me?

Lu Jingchi put her chin aside and stood at the elevator entrance, turning his head slightly to look at her, "That Zhang Yun, is that important to you?"

Jiang Lan nodded almost without hesitation.

For her, Grandma Zhang is half of her family except Yujiangting. Everyone she cares about has left her, and now even Grandma Zhang can't be found.

She really doesn't know what the meaning of her life in this world is.

If only she was alone in her world, only boundless loneliness and darkness with no end in sight.

She had no choice but to die.

She is timid and cannot bear this.

The moment she nodded, the last trace of warmth in the man's eyes disappeared, leaving only a coldness.

The elevator door opened, and Lu Jingchi walked out.

Jiang Lan also subconsciously chased after him.

Lu Jingchi paused in his steps and looked back at her, "If you want me to tell you, you can. I have a client tonight. You go and receive her. Let's talk about the project and I'll tell you."

Jiang Lan's pupils shrank, her heart skipped a beat as she looked at the man's unfamiliar eyes.

She gestured: How to receive...how to receive?

The corner of his mouth curled up in a sarcastic arc: "This is your business, I only care about the results."

"Anyway, that Zhang Yun is more important than your life. You will always find a way to take him down."

Jiang Lan could hear the subtext in his words, and her heart quickly sank to the bottom.

He will only remember that she cut her wrists and that she wanted a divorce. He will not understand why she cut her wrists or why she got a divorce.

He would only think that it was all her fault.

He drove her to a dead end, but in the end it was all her fault because she was making trouble unreasonably.

Jiang Lan twitched the corners of his mouth and revealed a wry smile.

That's right, people won't remember the people they hurt, they will only remember the people who hurt them.

Jiang Lan stopped explaining. She forced a smile and nodded in agreement with him.

The man sneered, his voice filled with endless contempt and sarcasm.

He opened the door, got into the cab, and drove away.

Jiang Lan stared at his car as it drove away, her eyes blurred by the dust rising up. It wasn't until the back of the car disappeared from sight that she came back to her senses and touched her cheek.

I don’t know when it became cold.

In less than five minutes, she received the address and customer information from Lin Zheng.

Lin Zheng was a little hesitant when he sent this message.

Because Mr. Lu has no intention of cooperating with this client, why should Jiang Lan be asked to negotiate?
Chapter completed!